"Jesus Lord, pardon me"
I saw the skull and bones, lying there underneath
"Wrote on the tombstone, but this aint mine"
Bloodmoney mamma gaya, I never knew he lied
Now mamma's gone
It's time to suffer
Cause the fat man needed more gold in his supper
I knew the drill, I played the part
No reason left to, go back, back to the start
P-p-p pow pow
Whos laughing now
Payback music
Playing it loud (play it loud)
P-p-p pow pow
Look at you now
Payback music
Singin it loud
Some men just wanna see her burn,
And we let them
We let it burn
The fat men dont mind a bit of blood in the honey
They gotta have her bloodmoney
The dollar slave
All things aside
He told me who to follow, he tought me how to lie
He's a part of me
Whatcha want from me
Dont tell a kid how much you make, you'll set it free
Yeah we're bacterias
In her arterias
We took everything she had in two millenia
Then we go somewhere else, we build a rocket
Again were sweeping it all under the carpet
P-p-p pow pow
Whos laughing now
Payback music
Playing it loud (play it loud)
P-p-p pow pow
Look at you now
Payback music
Singin it loud
Some men just wanna see her burn,
And we let them
We let it burn
The fat men dont mind a bit of blood in the honey
They gotta have her bloodmoney
They gotta have her bloodmoney
They gotta have her bloodmoney
Some men dont mind a bit of blood in the honey
They gotta have her bloodmoney
They gotta have her bloodmoney
The fat men dont mind a bit of blood in the honey
They gotta have her bloodmoney